Have a Great Dream by Layne Dalfen

Author:Layne Dalfen
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Dream Interpretation Center Inc

Figure 5: The Emma-Jo Dream

Part One: A Woman’s Place

To connect the meaning in The Emma-Jo Dream to something deeper, something inside my belief system that originated from my childhood and continues to operate today, I looked at the main feelings running throughout my dream, fear and yet excitement. There is adventure, into the unknown. And there is danger and panic. Where did I feel these emotions before? Where have I acted this way in my life?

When attempting to focus on where and when in my past I could have taken an adventure into the unknown, and felt fear and excitement, I must be honest that I was more quickly able to connect to the many times I missed having those feelings and experiences! My father was a European from the “old country.” He had a strict set of rules. A very loving parent, he had a ridiculous sense of humor, and a beautiful singing voice. My father was a tenacious businessman, one of the most tenacious people I have yet to meet. He had a very strong personality and had the power to make me shake in my boots if I didn’t follow his way of doing things. He was the boss in our house, the authority figure in my head.

I grew up in the sixties. Where many of my friends went to Woodstock, that was an adventure I never even would have thought to ask my parents if I could go to. I remember being in a city choir when I was around thirteen years old, and having the opportunity to travel to Europe with them to perform. My father forbade my going. Several of my friends traveled to Europe backpacking when I was around seventeen. Like the Woodstock concert, it wasn’t necessarily a matter of my parents refusing me, I never even asked. As far as moving out of the house was concerned, that was something a woman would do only when she was getting married. Going against my father’s word was something that would surely have given me that sense of danger and excitement, but that was something I did not venture out to do.

I am not suggesting here that I was this model child or something. I wasn’t. I by no means paid attention to everything my parents said, and many times I “opened a big mouth” as they put it, to my mother, but about matters like travelling or moving out, I followed what was considered appropriate in my parents’ view. It is fair to say I was not encouraged to become independent. If anything the opposite is true. When I was growing up, I understood a message. A woman had her place. Her place was at home raising the family. More than once when I worried about a grade on an exam, my dad assured me, “Don’t worry! It’ll be okay. You’ll get married!” Now there’s a message for you. You don’t need to succeed. Someone else is going to look after you.

Interestingly, by the time I was in my early thirties, my father had moved away from his original message.

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